“Mother fucker,” Mom screamed instantly as I was rewarded with a massive gush of her cum.
I eagerly lapped up her honeyed cream and quickly bantered, “Not yet,” to her nasty, hot, hopefully prophetic last words.
There was no more talking.
Just Mom’s body trembling and leaking as I slowly lapped up her fruity, fishy, delicious sweetness.
Finally, as her orgasm ended, she let go of my head and looked down at me and weakly said, “Cameron, that was amazing.”
“You taste amazing,” I replied back, looking up at her, loving the feel of her wetness on my face.
“Now it’s time for me to taste you,” she announced, bouncing off the rock and dropping to her knees in front of me.
I was speechless.
I just stared as she moved her hands to my shorts, unzipped them, pulled them down and admired, “You even wore your only pair of sexy underwear for Mommy.”
I remained in awe and unable to speak, as she squeezed my cock through my silky underwear, the closest thing to nylons a guy can wear and not be considered gay.
She purred, as she pulled them down, “I’ll have to get you some more of these, they’re really sexy.”
My underwear and my shorts now around my ankles, I watched in stunned silence as Mom reached up and grabbed my cock. “You’ll be happy to know you’re bigger than your father.”
I still couldn’t speak as I watched her stroking my cock, staring at it with the same lustful look I’d just had when I was staring at her pussy.
“My dearest Good Boy, do you want Mommy to suck you like a lollipop?” she crooned girlishly, looking up at me.
I stammered, finally managing to get some words out, “Y-y-yes.”
“Tell me what you want,” she requested, swirling her tongue around my cock head.
“I want you to suck me,” I blurted out, barely able to think, all my attention just focused on feeling her tongue barely grazing my cock. She was driving me nuts!
She slid her tongue down my shaft as she added, “Talk dirty to me, my godlet. Tell me exactly what you want.”
Understanding she was trying to tell me to treat her like a slut like Dad used to do, a sudden confidence burst through me as I ordered, taking a risk, “I want you to suck my big cock, Mommy-slut.”
“Mmmmm, yes, son, tell me,” she replied, her tongue slithering back up my cock and then into her mouth… my brief moment of did I just go too far fading away as soon as I comprehended her words.
And although I had no experience talking dirty, I sure wouldn’t dare that with Amanda, I have watched a lot of porn and I’d listened many times through my bedroom ceiling as Dad dominated Mom, so as she began bobbing on my cock, I groaned, “That’s it, Mommy-slut, suck your son’s big fat cock.”
She moaned on my cock as she bobbed faster, getting turned on by my words, and I was in heaven… a mouth slobbering all over my cock being so much more amazing than my hand. In seconds I could feel my balls boiling. I wasn’t worried about coming too quickly, since I knew from my many masturbation sessions that I would remain hard and could reload in seconds.
“Ready for your son’s load in that cum hungry mouth of yours Mommy-slut?” I asked, as she bobbed furiously on my cock, just like the porn stars I regularly watched, except of course that she was far better than a video.